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2 THE HARLOT'S PROGRESS.
■ He may be denominated (he biographical dra-
matist of domestic life. Leaving those heroic mo-
narchs who have blazed through their day, with
the destructive brilliancy of a comet, to their
adulatory historians, he, like Lillo, has taken his
scenes from humble life, and rendered them a
source of entertainment, instruction, and morality.
This series of prints gives the history of a
Prostitute. The story commences with her ar-
rival in London, where, initiated in the school of
profligacy, she experiences the miseries conse-
quent to her situation, and dies in the morning of
life. Her variety of wretchedness, forms such a
picture of the way in which vice rewards her vo-
taries, as ought to warn the young and inex-
perienced from entering this path of infamy.
The first scene of this domestic tragedy is1 laid
at the Bell Inn, in Wood-street, and the heroine
may possibly be daughter to the poor old clergy-
man who is reading the direction of a letter close
to the York waggon, from which vehicle she has
jvist alighted. In attire, neat, — plain, — una-
dorned; in demeanour, artless,—modest,—diffi-
dent: in the bloom of youth, and more dis-
tinguished by native innocence than elegant sym-
metry ; her conscious blush, and downcast eyes,
attract the attention of a female fiend, who pan-
ders to the vices of the opulent and libidinous.
Coming out of the door of the inn, we discover
two men, one of whom is eagerly gloating on
■ He may be denominated (he biographical dra-
matist of domestic life. Leaving those heroic mo-
narchs who have blazed through their day, with
the destructive brilliancy of a comet, to their
adulatory historians, he, like Lillo, has taken his
scenes from humble life, and rendered them a
source of entertainment, instruction, and morality.
This series of prints gives the history of a
Prostitute. The story commences with her ar-
rival in London, where, initiated in the school of
profligacy, she experiences the miseries conse-
quent to her situation, and dies in the morning of
life. Her variety of wretchedness, forms such a
picture of the way in which vice rewards her vo-
taries, as ought to warn the young and inex-
perienced from entering this path of infamy.
The first scene of this domestic tragedy is1 laid
at the Bell Inn, in Wood-street, and the heroine
may possibly be daughter to the poor old clergy-
man who is reading the direction of a letter close
to the York waggon, from which vehicle she has
jvist alighted. In attire, neat, — plain, — una-
dorned; in demeanour, artless,—modest,—diffi-
dent: in the bloom of youth, and more dis-
tinguished by native innocence than elegant sym-
metry ; her conscious blush, and downcast eyes,
attract the attention of a female fiend, who pan-
ders to the vices of the opulent and libidinous.
Coming out of the door of the inn, we discover
two men, one of whom is eagerly gloating on